User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/The Outcasts/@comment-2231917-20110316123304

Shadowfire's hand strays to a sword at his belt, he swiftly draws it and step ahead cutting through the underbrush. "Never EVER call me Shadow. I don't care for if you have tried to slash my throat..." ''a stack of burning herbs flies through the air and lands near them. The Flitchaye herbs.